E-arly Friday tenth of March
J-oins the shining light;
E-vening shadows disappear,
A-s they fade into the
N-ight.
B-eacon above the horizon
E-ndorses a silver lining;
N-ew hope is in sight,
D-awn has begun breaking.
A-llow your eyes to see the radiance of the gleams;
L-et your heart and mind glow, never give up on your dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem